The Day I Stopped Waiting For Monday
- Simar Bedi
- 11 hours ago
- 5 min read
Simar Bedi
Founder, Ekattva Beauty & Wellness
Fitness Enthusiast
Last week, I stood inside a gym that felt different.
Not louder.
Not bigger.
Just… stronger.
Because the room was filled with women. Women of every shape, every age, every story. Some lifting confidently. Some nervously gripping their first dumbbells. Some cheering from the sidelines. And somewhere in between all that iron and sweat, something beautiful was unfolding — courage in motion.
It was an EI Fitness Competition,
but honestly, it felt less like a competition
and more like a quiet revolution.
And I kept thinking to myself,
“This is what strength really looks like.”
Not six-packs.
Not perfect bodies.
But grit.
Consistency.
Showing up.
Twelve Years of Showing Up
I’ve been going to the gym for almost 12 years now.
And in these years, I’ve seen everything.
Women who start with fire and disappear in a month.
Women who struggle with the first squat.
Women who come for a week and say, “Maybe next month.”
But I’ve also seen women who quietly stay.
They come back.
Again and again.
And that’s how strength is built.
Not in dramatic transformations.
But in ordinary days of discipline.
For me, lifting weights is not just exercise.
It’s MY HIGH!
Some people unwind with music.
Some with movies.
For me, it’s the sound of iron plates clinking and the feeling of lifting something heavier than yesterday.
Strength training gives me a rush that nothing else does.
And after doing this for years, I’ve realised something very personal - the joy is not always in the perfect workout. Sometimes the joy is simply showing up, even on the days when life feels overwhelming.
“But I Don’t Have Time…”
Trust me, I understand this sentence very well.
I’m a mother of two.
I run tuition classes.
I run my skincare brand.
There are client calls, meetings, orders, planning.
There’s grocery shopping, cooking meals for the family, packing school things, nurturing my baby, and managing the house.
And if you live in India, you already know — supervising maids itself requires Olympic-level emotional intelligence.
Life is busy.
There was a time when I lost weight, got fit, and then life happened again.
I conceived, had another baby, and went through a C-section.
The routine disappeared overnight. The body lost its strength & shape.
But I made a small deal with myself.
Fifteen minutes. Just 15 minutes. Everyday.
Some days it was strength training.
Some days it was light movement.
Some days it was just 15 minutes of treadmill.
But I kept the promise ALIVE.
And during this, I realized…once your mind accepts discipline, your body slowly follows.
Strength Is Not About Size
Some women still worry:
“Won’t lifting weights make me bulky?”
Let me say this gently.
Strength training isn’t about becoming bulky.
It’s about becoming capable.
It moves something inside you.
Getting that mental clarity in the daily mundane tasks.
It bring discipline in every area of life.
And the beautiful part?
I didn’t start with the heaviest dumbbells.
I started with two kilos.
Then, three kilos.
Learned to exercise with my body weight.
Eventually, started lifting heavy.
And till date, I’m learning to lift heavier and heavier
Along with correcting my form and breathing techniques.
This shaped not only body but also my personality.
The control before the challenge.
The calmness before the chaos.
The Hardest Part of the Gym
Let me tell you a truth.
The hardest part of the gym wasn’t the workout.
It was wearing my shoes and walking through the door.
Morning or evening didn’t matter to me.
I started with the 20-minute window at any point of the day. If my baby slept, I took it. If my house became silent at 3 PM when everyone was deep in that lazy afternoon nap, I took it. — that were my moments.
I slipped into your workout gear and stepped out before the house wakes up again.
And some days?
I was overworked, overtired, overstimulated.
And on those days,
I didn’t even worry about working out.
I just went to the gym.
Stood there. Observe. Looked at the weights.
Before my body was ready I let my mind get familiar again with the environment.
That’s how I re-started with the discipline.
Sometimes those fifteen minutes appear in the most unexpected windows of the day. A quiet 20-minute gap in the evening. Or that strange stillness at 3pm when the house slips into a lazy afternoon silence. Those small pockets of time slowly become sacred. I made the most of those 20 minutes. That was my breather!
Strength Changes Everything
Something magical happens when a woman starts strength training.
The discipline doesn’t stay inside the gym.
It shows up everywhere.
In work.
In kitchen.
In parenting.
In eating habits.
In profession.
I would like to say this…whether you are an artist, a teacher, an entrepreneur, or a homemaker — strength transforms your entire lifestyle. Because when you train your body, you are actually training your mind.
…and dear women,
Strength training isn’t about becoming bulky.
It’s about becoming CAPABLE.
Because the iron plates don’t know whether you are a man or a woman.
They understand only one language — CONSISTENCY.
A Thought That Changed My Life
Here’s something I often remind myself.
This body is the only thing that will stay with me till the very end.
Not my children.
Not my spouse.
Not my work.
Only my body will carry me all the way to the grave.
So I ask myself one question:
How do I want to reach there?
Weak?
Or strong?
I want to walk there healthy, energetic, and powerful — with muscles that tell the story of discipline.
Now, let's stop complaining and start ACTING.
Tomorrow morning, when you stand in front of the mirror, don’t say:
“I’m not at my goal weight.”
“My body isn’t what I imagined.”
Instead say,
“This body deserves strength.”
And stop waiting for January 1st.
STOP WAITING for Monday.
Even if today is Tuesday… DECIDE.
Wear your shoes.
Go to the gym.
Or step outside and run.
The roads are open. The pathways are open.
Your lungs are waiting. Your muscles are waiting.
Run until your dopamine and serotonin rise and your mind suddenly feels alive.
Then tell me, HOW YOU FEEL?
Because once you take that first action, something powerful happens inside you.
Discipline is born.
And when discipline is born, excuses slowly die.
Your body might want to give up sometimes.
That’s normal.
But that’s when your mind must step forward and say —
KEEP GOING!
Keep LIFTING.
Keep MOVING.
Keep SHOWING UP.
Because strength isn’t built in perfect days.
It’s built in the days when you decide NOT TO QUIT.
For me, winning is not lifting the heaviest weights.
Winning is showing up on the day you don’t feel like going!
And trust me…
Once a woman discovers her strength, there is absolutely nothing in the world that can stop her from becoming ANYTHING SHE DECIDES TO BE, but remember; those women DON'T WAIT for the Monday….they start TODAY!
Superb Simar ...way to go...